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the pressure of peregrine's body against lasher comforted some unknown place within his heart, and he settled himself along the dark wolf as he slumped to the ground. ears cupped to listen to his daughter; for a moment he drifted away to behold how much she had grown! and how very like a small woman she had become. a pang of grief gripped the man for a moment and then he nodded to lucani, and smiled at eilidh.

"his name is peregrine, and he is an old friend of mine. you did well to bring him here, deirdre -- he might have met a worse fate if he had been left alone." he gathered himself and stepped back alongside his eldest daughter, nudging her shoulder gently to assuage the worry he felt for peregrine.